the world is black
1:10 AM
the world is black
the world is black
the world is black
the world is black
the world is black
the world is black
the world is black
Listening to: There's a Class for.. - Cute Is What We Aim For
I'm going to paint Stephie's room after this.
And we're going on a online shopping spree on FueledByRamen.com soon! FOB P!ATD CISWAF band shirts here we come! :D :D :D
2:44 AM
More frequent updates, darling,
www.moblog.com.sg/blog/k3ra
For those who are close and have LJ,
http://ghostryderr.livejournal.com
It's a private blog. (read: FRIENDS ONLY!) IF I DON'T KNOW YOU DON'T ADD.
Don't worry, I still love my blogspot. :D
10:52 AM
The drops of rain they fall all over.
So it's over?
It was never a relationship anyway.. We were just friends.
This awkward silence makes me crazy.
The silence is killing me. It's ripping me up inside, tasting my flesh, spilling blood..
The glow of the light falls all over.
I'm sorry..
I'll try to kiss you if you let me.
I would have never kissed you if it turned out this way.
Tidal waves they, rip right through me.
I don't know what's making me look at your photo everyday. It's like a magnet. I go to the same page, I stare at your face, I feel sick, my stomach churns. I picture your face in that same scenario, that scenario where I play again and again in my mind. I want to die.
5:14 AM
I wonder how many of you have had that feeling of loneliness.
That feeling of all you want to do is to wake up to that special someone sleeping peacefully.. but you don't see anyone.
That feeling of all you want to do is hang out with your pals at Orchard, maybe have some drinks.. But everybody's busy.
That feeling that you're unloved, you're unwanted in your family..
And that feeling when you're dreaming. You're in the backseat with him, you two are hanging out. You lean over and kiss him, just above the ear.
And you wake up.
Smelling your breath in the cold air as we're lying on the bed, lying my head on your chest, tasting your breath when we kiss.. Is that too much to ask for?
5:51 AM
So I walk back to the room and plop myself on the computer.
I log on to her blog.
Apparently there are flamers around, so I look at the tagboard.
I read what anon says.
I look at the last written on this computer name:
anon
And anon last wrote half an hour ago, which is how long I've been using it.
1:25 AM
So I walk back to the room and plop myself on the computer.
I log on to her blog.
Apparently there are flamers around, so I look at the tagboard.
I read what anon says.
I look at the last written on this computer name:
anon
And anon last wrote half an hour ago, which is how long I've been using it.
1:25 AM
serene says hi.
8:53 PM
the world is black
1:10 AM
the world is black
the world is black
the world is black
the world is black
the world is black
the world is black
the world is black
Listening to: There's a Class for.. - Cute Is What We Aim For
I'm going to paint Stephie's room after this.
And we're going on a online shopping spree on FueledByRamen.com soon! FOB P!ATD CISWAF band shirts here we come! :D :D :D
2:44 AM
More frequent updates, darling,
www.moblog.com.sg/blog/k3ra
For those who are close and have LJ,
http://ghostryderr.livejournal.com
It's a private blog. (read: FRIENDS ONLY!) IF I DON'T KNOW YOU DON'T ADD.
Don't worry, I still love my blogspot. :D
10:52 AM
The drops of rain they fall all over.
So it's over?
It was never a relationship anyway.. We were just friends.
This awkward silence makes me crazy.
The silence is killing me. It's ripping me up inside, tasting my flesh, spilling blood..
The glow of the light falls all over.
I'm sorry..
I'll try to kiss you if you let me.
I would have never kissed you if it turned out this way.
Tidal waves they, rip right through me.
I don't know what's making me look at your photo everyday. It's like a magnet. I go to the same page, I stare at your face, I feel sick, my stomach churns. I picture your face in that same scenario, that scenario where I play again and again in my mind. I want to die.
5:14 AM
I wonder how many of you have had that feeling of loneliness.
That feeling of all you want to do is to wake up to that special someone sleeping peacefully.. but you don't see anyone.
That feeling of all you want to do is hang out with your pals at Orchard, maybe have some drinks.. But everybody's busy.
That feeling that you're unloved, you're unwanted in your family..
And that feeling when you're dreaming. You're in the backseat with him, you two are hanging out. You lean over and kiss him, just above the ear.
And you wake up.
Smelling your breath in the cold air as we're lying on the bed, lying my head on your chest, tasting your breath when we kiss.. Is that too much to ask for?
5:51 AM
So I walk back to the room and plop myself on the computer.
I log on to her blog.
Apparently there are flamers around, so I look at the tagboard.
I read what anon says.
I look at the last written on this computer name:
anon
And anon last wrote half an hour ago, which is how long I've been using it.
1:25 AM
So I walk back to the room and plop myself on the computer.
I log on to her blog.
Apparently there are flamers around, so I look at the tagboard.
I read what anon says.
I look at the last written on this computer name:
anon
And anon last wrote half an hour ago, which is how long I've been using it.
1:25 AM
serene says hi.
8:53 PM



